She looked at him blankly, and glanced around as if in search of some one.
"I am here, Grace," said Graham, emerging from the doorway.
She came to him at once, and he led her to Mrs. Mayburn, kissing her hand, and receiving, in return, her strange, brief, fawning caress.
"I would like to know the history of Mrs. Hilland's malady from the beginning," said Dr. Armand, when Graham returned.
"I cannot go over it again," replied Graham, hoarsely. "Dr. Markham can tell you about all, and I will answer any questions. Your room is ready for you here, where Dr. Markham will join you presently. I must bid you good-night;" and he strode away.
But as he passed under the apple-tree and recalled all that had occurred there, he was so overcome that once more he leaned against it for support.
CHAPTER XXXIX
MARRIED UNCONSCIOUSLY
There was no sleep for Graham that night, for he knew that two skilful men were consulting on a question beyond any that had agitated his heart before. As he paced the little parlor with restless steps, Aunt Sheba's ample form filled the doorway, and in her hands was a tray bearing such coffee as only she knew how to brew.
"Thanks, Aunt Sheba," he said, motioning to a table, without pausing in his distracted walk.